That afternoon we went up to Sacramento and did a little shopping. I had a $25 coupon for IKEA and spent all but $.66 of it. I bought some votive candles, napkins, a new toilet brush, and a breakfast tray. Yeah, I know, a crazy spendthrift.
Then we went to Frye’s so TBG could pick up some cables and ended up at our restaurant early. We had to sit in the bar for a bit, but then we got a nice table in the corner. It was pretty loud, but at least I could hear TBG okay. It was a pub, so we had pub food. I had fish and chips, he had bangers and mash and followed with some bread pudding. The food was great, but the place is loud and we had this guy at the next table who was trying to entertain the world. Perhaps less alcohol would have helped.
The show itself, Waitress was okay, but no great shakes. A waitress who bakes pies has a one-night fling and gets pregnant. She manages to convince her abusive and domineering husband that it’s his. She longs to be free of him and enters a pie baking contest, thinking that she can escape him with the prize money. She had a fling with her Ob/gyn, while her two married (to other people) co-workers are happily banging each other. She comes home from work on day to discover that her husband has found the money she’s been hiding. He said that if she ever tried to leave him, he’d kill her. She tells him the money is for a crib for the baby. He leaves and she goes into labor. While getting ready to deliver, she meets her doctor’s wife and tells him that it’s over because the wife deserves better. When she is given the baby to hold, the light comes on, she tells Earl to leave and she goes on to inherit a pie shop from this grumpy old man she used to serve. Yeah, so in short, having extramarital affairs and babies you don’t want makes everything better. I didn’t buy the message.
The drive home was uneventful, except that I slept through a lot of it. We got home to find someone parked in our spot. Most annoying. I left a not nasty, but firm note under their windshield and when TBG got back from parking the car on the street, the car was moved. I'm wondering if the car reported that someone was messing with it - I lifted the windshield wiper. Anyhow, the care was gone and TBG was able to park in our space.
Also slept pretty well last night, thanks to remembering to leave some food down for the cats. It wasn’t until four when we got a call from the alarm company about a motion detector going off in the box office. TBG had to wake me for the passcode. It took me a minute, but remembered it. Of course, that was the end of sleeping. Sigh. I am sensing a nap in my future. At least that's my hope and dream, but it will have to be after grocery shopping.
I hope everyone has a good weekend and that there is a nap in your future, too